Chapter 131 I have a date with the princess (please double the monthly ticket)

Suddenly, from the marble square in front of the main entrance of the Palace of Versailles, a girl shouted angrily:

"The French Guards can't even stop two gangsters, they must be severely punished!"

The noble girls in the corridor heard this and nodded in agreement:

"Yes! It was them who caused His Highness the Crown Prince to be injured!"

“I heard that there was a loophole in the security arrangement of Besonval, and the gangsters slipped in.

"I don't know how badly His Highness is injured and when he will recover..."

When Joseph heard the loud condemnation outside, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he hurriedly whispered to Emang to thank the noble girl who "speaks for justice" on his behalf.

Soon, word spread among the girls that Mademoiselle Andreian was thanked by the Dauphin for condemning the French Guards. So more girls began to join the condemnation team.

By noon, two to three hundred people had gathered outside the office of the Minister of War, loudly demanding severe punishment of the French Guards. Soon, their brothers or male friends were also brought in, and the team grew further.

At this time, Dr. Lamarck and his daughter were visiting the Crown Prince's bedside.

"His Royal Highness's injuries should have stabilized." Perna finished the examination and looked back at her father, feeling relieved.

Lamarck nodded and was giving Joseph some instructions on how to recover from his injuries when he heard the voice of the etiquette officer: "Princess Maria has arrived -"

He hurriedly pulled his daughter and retreated to the crowd of nobles who came to watch.

The Princess of the Two Sicilies walked in with red eyes.

Perna was leaning next to her father, but she glared at her fiercely, thinking to herself: If she didn't insist on coming here for a trip, she wouldn't have given the gangsters an opportunity to take advantage of her. Fortunately, the crown prince was blessed by God and was not seriously injured.

She didn't realize that her anger actually stemmed more from the fact that she had to make way for this little girl just now when she was visiting His Highness.

It also stems from the fact that the girl whose breasts are not as big as mine may one day become the Crown Princess, but I can only stand aside and silently take care of his health...

When Joseph saw Maria's eyes red from crying, he couldn't help but feel full of apology and guilt - in order to bring down Besonval, he gave her a fright in vain.

Maria curtsied and bowed, and asked softly: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, are you feeling better?"

Joseph smiled and nodded: "I'm much better now. Thank you for coming to visit me. Please sit down."

Maria lowered her head and seemed to have spent a lot of effort before she said: "Your Highness, you are in trouble because you came to pick me up..."

Joseph hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, no, this is not your fault. Please don't blame yourself."

Maria's heart suddenly warmed up - she was already prepared to be blamed, but she didn't expect His Highness to be so forgiving. Tears suddenly burst out again: "I, Your Highness... wu wu..."

"Hey, hey, don't cry! I'm really fine!"

Comforting crying girls was not Joseph's forte. He pinched his brows, not knowing what to say, when he saw the nobles who were watching suddenly turned to their side and stood upright to salute. Then Queen Mary, wearing a pink and white dress and not even having her hair done, walked over quickly and waved anxiously:

"Oh! God! Why are you sitting up? Lie down quickly! The doctor told you to rest more!"

Joseph smiled, caressed his chest and lowered his head: "Mom, I'm much better now, I'm fine."

The queen asked the maid to place the various desserts brought by her in front of her son, and then exchanged greetings. Suddenly she caught sight of Princess Maria at the side, and her face immediately turned gloomy.

She had already determined that her niece was the most suitable daughter-in-law, and the Princess of the Two Sicilies was an annoying distraction. As a result, her son was attacked because of her, and she became even more dissatisfied with her.

When the latter saw the queen looking over, he quickly wiped away his tears and stepped forward to salute.

Queen Mary turned her head and deliberately said to Countess Debeninac: "Please let all irrelevant people leave, so as not to affect the Crown Prince's rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Countess Debeninac immediately turned around and chased away the people. Maria bit her lip, took two steps back, bowed, and turned around to leave with her maid.

Seeing Maria's aggrieved look, Joseph guessed that the queen might be angry with her. He felt even more guilty at the moment and hurriedly said to her back:

"Princess Maria, I'm sorry that it has affected your travel. When I feel better, please allow me to be your guide and take you to visit Paris."

Maria paused, turned her head sharply, her dark eyes lit up again, and said secretly: So His Highness likes... Ah, no, no, at least he didn't leave a bad impression on me!

that's enough!

She immediately turned her body around, lifted up her skirt, bowed, and said with a smile:

"Thank you for the invitation and I hope you recover quickly. I will pray for you every day."

Perna felt sad for no reason: she had known the Crown Prince for so long, and he had never invited her to visit anything...

She shook her head again, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and blamed herself: Perna! what are you thinking about? It would be good to be able to see the Crown Prince often and do some daily checks on him. With your identity, how can you have any other extravagant hopes?

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Four days later, the French Guards camp.

A Gendarmerie officer with the rank of general handed a stack of documents in his hand to the Minister of Justice and said politely: "Baron Breteuil, do you think the review status of these people is about this?"

The latter nodded, signed the document, and pressed it a few times with the seal on the ring.

The five officers of the French Guards on the document, as well as the four who completed the review the day before yesterday, were on duty elsewhere on the day the Crown Prince was attacked. There was basically no suspicion, so the review process was very fast.

Another gendarmerie officer who was slightly older and had a thick layer of powder on his face took the document from his hand and said with a smile: "Then I will apply to the Marquis of St. Priest later to reinstate them, oh , as well as the duties of Lieutenant Colonel Aubin and others the day before yesterday."

Breteuil and Vermorel looked at each other and nodded: "Okay, General Astu, I will also report the situation here to Her Majesty the Queen."

Just when General Astu was about to hand over the documents to his clerk, Breteuil's assistant quickly ran over, holding his hat, whispered a few words to the Minister of Justice, and handed over a pile of documents to the Minister of Justice. he.

The latter frowned and opened the document. After reading only a few pages, he pushed it in front of Astu, coughed lightly and said, "General, it seems that the review by those people just now cannot be completed yet."

Astu looked at the information in confusion, and saw on the first page - a report that Lieutenant Colonel Paul Bertrand de Aubin embezzled military equipment purchase funds three years ago.

On the next page, there is a report about another officer who completed the review the day before yesterday and accidentally maimed a soldier the year before.

There were six or seven pages of reports on the officers they had reviewed.

He turned to look at Breteuil with a dark face: "Where does this come from?"

"I don't know either. Someone sent these to my assistant this morning. Anyway, we can't pretend we didn't see these things."

In a small office in Paris more than ten miles away, Mr. Desmoulins, the new captain of the Second Action Team of the Impartial Investigation Office, looked at Marat who was writing rapidly and said with some hesitation:

"Mr. Ma, there is no evidence for these things you wrote... It's not good to just report it like this, right?"

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